Even though the wounds were infested with maggots, the scabby monk could still keep his expression straight. Even Wang Xu was moved by his perseverance.
Doctor Lai took a second look before calming down. He walked up with a knife and said while swallowing his saliva: "I'm going to cut out the carrion for you. This may be very painful. You'd better find something to bite on to avoid injury."
to the tongue.”
"No need."
The leprosy-headed monk shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "The physical body is just a skin. A monk cultivates his mind but not his body. All he needs to do is surrender some pain with his heart."
Both Buddhism and Taoism, influenced by Confucianism, mostly practice magic, but very few cultivate the physical body.
After all, compared to demons, humans have no physical advantage, so their energy will inevitably be diverted to magical powers.
Wang Xu estimated that the skinny-headed monk's physical body was at most equivalent to a third-level demon clan. If the demon clan was a warrior, Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism would be a mage.
A few powerful spells can determine the situation of the battle in a short time, or use spells to lead the soldiers by the nose.
On the other hand, if a mage is approached by a demon of the same level, the mage will often end up miserable. Otherwise, a monk who practices the Golden Body Arhat Technique will not be attacked by the blood demon and lose his arm in one encounter.
"Then I'll take the plunge."
After hearing the mangy monk's answer, Doctor Lai stopped talking and started cutting the carrion at the wound.
Doctor Lai's hands were very steady, and the scabby monk didn't resist, so the carrion on the surface was soon peeled away.
After digging out several taels of flesh, the skinny-headed monk's wounds began to show the color of normal flesh and blood.
Clean the wound, sprinkle styptic powder, apply herbs, and wrap a bandage
After working for half a cup of tea, Doctor Lai had time to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said: "I will write you a prescription. You take the medicine on time. Don't touch water for a month. Change the gauze every three days. If
If it doesn't cause secondary infection, it should be fine after a year and a half of training."
Medical conditions in ancient times were simple, but in modern times, limb amputation may cause infection, let alone in ancient times.
Fortunately, the leprous monk is not an ordinary person, and this is not an ordinary world.
If you go back and recite sutras more often, you will be purified by Buddhism, and the chance of secondary infection will be very low.
"More Doctor Lai."
After accepting the prescription, Wang Xu and the young monk Fahai personally sent Doctor Lai out.
On the way back, Wang Xu found that Fa Hai was depressed, and the smile he was holding on on his face could no longer be maintained.
"Are you worried?" Wang Xu asked.
The young monk Fahai sighed and replied: "Master's right hand is practicing Zen Seal. Without the arm, this magical power is useless. Sixty percent of the master's abilities are in this magical power. Now it is useless."
He has magical powers and has so many enemies, so"
Fahai didn't say the next words, and Wang Xu also knew what he was going to say.
The leprosy-headed monk likes to travel around the world, subduing demons and slaying demons. If he loses his magical powers, his strength will be greatly reduced. This is a big loss for those who succumb to demons and slay demons.
What's more, behind the slaying of demons, it also represents the scabby monk, who is a thorn in the eyes of many demons.
The mangy monk's strength was intact and these people did not dare to act rashly, but it was hard to say now.
Once you have suffered a loss at the hands of a maniacal monk and learn that the maniacal monk's strength has been greatly reduced, and demons waiting for revenge come to your door, it may be a disaster.
"It is a blessing, not a curse. Disasters cannot be avoided. The same is true for slaying demons. Under the reincarnation of heaven, there have never been less eminent monks who lost their lives at the hands of demons." When Wang Xu said this, he thought of the zombie plane, death
Priest Chizuru in the hands of zombies.
Taoist priest Qianhe once said that killing monsters, ghosts, zombies, and finally dying at the hands of zombies is the reincarnation of fate.
The leprosy-headed monk used killing to stop killing and slay demons. He must have expected this to reach this stage.
"The reincarnation of heaven and the existence of grass and trees. What you said really makes sense."
The young monk Fahai nodded seriously and said: "I am now sure that if you take the road of studying and taking the imperial examination, you will be very good in the future. When I traveled around the world with my master, I saw a second-place finisher who returned to his hometown to visit relatives. In front of him
My master can't even muster the strength, but his words are not as reasonable as yours. You must be a scholar in the future."
"Really?" Wang Xu smiled bitterly upon hearing this. He is just a cultural porter, what a great person he is.
Even if he becomes a literary saint in the future, it will not be because of his greatness, but because of the greatness of the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties. This is nothing to be proud of. He can only be regarded as a literary thief at best.
Dumbledore in the Harry Potter world once told him that he gave up a lot of things for the sake of power.
Wang Xu now understands what Dumbledore said. Now, he has given up a lot for the sake of strength.
Ten days later
After treatment, the leprous monk's condition improved significantly.
The cured monk's condition has improved, which means that Fahai is leaving. They are just passers-by here and will return to Jinshan Temple sooner or later.
Judging from the hidden meaning of the leprous monk's words, he may no longer be slaying demons and demons, but will be stationed at Jinshan Temple, running the temple and cultivating disciples.
Disciple, of course it is Fahai.
Fa Hai was born with wisdom and profound spiritual practice, and he was suspected to be the reincarnation of a great monk.
The leprosy-headed monk whose strength has been greatly reduced will no longer be able to slay demons and demons. The task of slaying demons and demons will belong to Fahai in the future, and in a few years, Fahai will be solely responsible for it.
As days passed, Fahai also felt the atmosphere of farewell. He was a little absent-minded all day long and ate much less than before.
Wang Xu had no reaction to this. Jinshan Temple is located in Jinshan Prefecture, not too far from Liyang County. When he takes the scholar examination, he will definitely go to Jinshan Prefecture. It may take three to five years at the earliest, or seven or eight years at the earliest. We will meet again in the future.
day.
"Wang Xu, Wang Xu!"
On this day, while Wang Xu was still sleeping in early, the door of his room was knocked by the little monk Fahai.
Before he could open the door, Fahai barged in and said breathlessly: "Wang Xu, I'm going back to Jinshan Temple. Master is packing my luggage. I'm here to say goodbye to you."
"So fast!"
Although he was well prepared, Wang Xu was still shocked when he heard the news that Fa Hai was leaving.
Less than half a month later, the mangy monk couldn't help but leave. You must know that his injuries were not healed yet. Why was he in such a hurry?
"Back then, my master dealt with a snake demon, but he failed to restrain it and it slipped away. The day before yesterday, a merchant from outside said that he saw the snake demon near Jinshan Temple. My master was worried that it had come back to take revenge.
, we must return to Jinshan Temple as soon as possible."
As soon as Fahai finished speaking, the words of the leprosy-headed monk came from outside: "Fahai, it's time to set off."
"I'm leaving. I only have a friend like you. You must remember to write to me in the future!"
Fa Hai said goodbye with a lot of reluctance. Human beings are not like trees. After a month of getting along with each other, suddenly faced with separation, it would be a lie to say that he was not reluctant to say goodbye.
"I will write to you. You must practice well in Jinshan Temple. When you can fly in the clouds, you can go wherever you want." Wang Xu walked out of the house barefoot, waving his hands, and prayed for the old monk and the young monk.
The monk bid farewell.
Fahai turned around and left. No one knew how many years they would be apart.
Watching the two of them go away, Wang Xu stood there and did not leave for a long time.
Mrs. Wang, who also came out to see him off, thought that Wang Xu was unhappy because he had no playmate, so she comforted him: "The young monk is going home. If you miss him in the future, you can go to Jinshan Temple to see him."
"not the right time yet."
Wang Xu shook his head slightly. Ever since he knew that the young monk was Fahai, the future abbot of Jinshan Temple and a high-level monk, he had planned to fall on Fahai.
Fa Hai and he were good friends. Wang Xu would soon embark on a literary career and needed fame to open the way, so he would ask Fa Hai to help him.
He admitted that his relationship with Fa Hai was somewhat purposeful.
But Du Yuesheng said that people who are useless are the saddest people. In life, no one needs two helpers.
In the future, he will definitely meet Fahai, but not now. He is not ready yet.
When everything is ready and the time is right, he will soar into the sky and transform into a dragon.
Now, I'm only eight years old and don't have any teachers to guide me, so I'd better not be too evil.
I heard that the demon clan in the far north has always had the habit of assassinating Confucian geniuses in order to prevent the human race from becoming bigger. From time to time, famous scholars and famous people in a state were assassinated.
Before the time is ripe, Wang Xu will only look after the county and will never touch the state capital.
Set a small goal first, such as remembering in 1 second: